I am not Kazuya Minekura.
A/N: I know I'm skipping fics, but I'm running out of ideas. :D
Warning: Multiple POVs… well, not really.
Chapter One: Special Students
"Oh, dear." Cho Hakkai sighed, as he made his way through the corridors of the school he was working in. The institution was actually an orphanage that provided free education … they called it an 'Orphanage Academy'.
He had a folder in his hand, containing his new 'special' pupils. His boss, Shien had told him that there were these three runts who didn't seem to get along with the other students. He said that they were rather violent and uncontrollable, like animals; unlike the others.
Shien was ranting on 'how good a teacher' he was, or that 'he was the only one suited for this job' and that all his classes were 'the best and most behaved'…
Hakkai was especially pleased when the principal/ orphanage owner said, "Hakkai- san, you are the one I chose because I know I can trust you. I think… no, I KNOW that you're the only person who could save them from their current obscurity and spare them for the electric chair."
He imagined a miniature version of his boss, with a loose black and white, striped prison attire. He could see his sleeves exceeding his arms' length, the shirt clinging to his right shoulder, left one bare, due to the humongous collar and the pants looking like a skirt, since it was so baggy. He visualized Shien's hair unfastened from its' tie, looking like a multiple headed dragon, let loose. The picture of his chibi boss, looking oppressed and depressed, holding a plate with his prisoner's code amused him so.
He laughed at the thought.